THE KILLERS - A DUSTLAND FAIRYTALE

A DUSTLAND FAIRYTALE

THE KILLERS

SONGWRITER: THE KILLERS

WHERE: LIVE FROM THE ROYAL ALBERT HALL

COUNTRY: U. S. A.

ÁLBUM: DAY & AGE

LABEL: ISLAND RECORDS

GENRE: ALTERNATIVE ROCK

YEAR: 2008

"A Dustland Fairytale" is a song by American rock band The Killers, released as the fourth single from the band's third studio album, Day & Age(2008). The Killers performed the song live on Late Night with David Letterman accompanied by an orchestra in 2009.

The song's lyrics focus upon frontman Brandon Flowers' parents, referring to "Cinderella" (his mother) and a "slick chrome American prince" (his father).

A Dustland Fairytale beginning

Just another white trash county kiss

In '61, long brown hair, foolish eyes

He looks just like you'd want him to

Some kind of slick chrome American Prince

A blue jean serenade, and moon river, what you do to me

I don't believe you

Saw Cinderella in a party dress

But she was looking for a nightgown

I saw the devil wrapping up his hands

He's getting ready for the showdown

I saw the minute that I turned away

I got my money on a pawn tonight

Change came in disguise of revelation, set his soul on fire

She says she always knew he'd come around

And the decades disappear like sinking ships

But we persevere, God gives us hope

But we still fear what we don't know

The mind is poison

Castles in the sky sit stranded, vandalized

Drawbridges closing

Saw Cinderella in a party dress

But she was looking for a nightgown

I saw the devil wrapping up his hands

He's getting ready for the showdown

I saw the ending when they turned the page

I took my money and I ran away

Straight to the valley of the great divide

Out where the dreams are high

Out here, the wind don't blow

Out here, the good girls die

And the sky won't snow

Out here, the birds don't sing

Out here, the fields don't grow

Out here, the bell don't ring

Out here, the bell don't ring

Out here, the good girls die

Now Cinderella, don't you go to sleep

It's such a bitter form of refuge

Oh don't you know, the kingdom's under siege

And everybody needs you?

Is there still magic in the midnight sun

Or did you leave it back in 61?

In the cadence of a young man's eyes

Out where the dreams all hide.